Luyện nghe bài hát On The Grind

Psycho Realm, P.O.D. Boo-Yah Tribe, What?
My is payable on death, the flow I'm layin' here is deaf
Mics with a Teflon vest, my words wreck
I'm a Psycho, ill with the
Heard a sick pedo noco by coasta logo

Gas mask the gangsta strollo
Got a piece that will match the chrome D's on my
chaos, you think that I'm a rapper your way off
I'm a killer that be murderin' these tracks, so off

Serial rhymin', convicted of drivin' and the hymen
And breakin' the hymen on ears that never heard of the line I'm in
The danger zone is common, city blocks got the mobbin'
I'm a con-artist, starvin', strong

Jason's guitarin', bass while Wuv is bombin'
Bring the streets to the
It's my therapy from scarin'
From the hell I dwelled in an L.A. projects

Ever since the day the streets be
Do what it to keep from fallin'
All I is how to hustle, man
So I'll on it

Somewhere in your the sun is shinin'
Down on my there's someone tryin'
Tryin' to grind it out streets we live
And I'm not

My souls on death, home grown out the west
My words be from the grill leavin' you holdin' your breathe
So who want and who gonna test?
Come get lyrics beatin', I'm out the frame like graffiti

It's so but I make it look easy
And everybody out the box tryin' to cop my
So my crew through, you know quite is kept
But my level is next, so bet it all on

I break bread hustlers, conversate with kings
Conquer kingdoms with warriors and to the fiends
Partake communion dealers, love the least of these
Ask forgiveness a priest and keep my ears to the streets

Some of my people still they own demons
And some of my people still shootin' until even
kill you just because and I'll leave it at that
But I choose to use this mic to push these platinum

Ever since the day the streets be
Do what it to keep from fallin'
All I is how to hustle, man
So I'll on it

Somewhere in world the sun is shinin'
on my face there's someone tryin'
Tryin' to grind it out streets we live
And I'm not

since the day the streets be callin'
Do what it to keep from fallin'
All I is how to hustle, man
So stay on it

Somewhere in your world the sun is
on my face there's someone tryin'
Tryin' to grind it out streets we live
And I'm not

When it drizzle, comes the storm and you born
You see rappers die where I come from
You gangsta, thank the game
West full and it finally came

From the waters how the West was won
How them flamin' for my brothers to find home
Broken halos and wings
Though we birthed of the West coast, we'll in them real things

Did y'all know that gangstas cry?
Did y'all know all thugs don't
We gangsta but we had to
You ever my sister, got you

I'm keepin' it gangsta, keepin' it's worth keepin'
And paid for being processed with sleepin' leakin'
The streets ball callin' me out of
I'd rather be sendin' love I let it go

Ever since the day the streets be
Do what it takes to keep from
All I is how to hustle, man
So stay on it

Somewhere in your world the sun is
on my face there's someone tryin'
Trying to grind it out streets we live
And I'm not

Ever the day the streets be callin'
Do what it takes to keep fallin'
All I is how to hustle, man
So I'll on it

Somewhere in world the sun is shinin'
Down on my there's someone tryin'
Trying to it out these streets we live
And I'm not

I'll on the grind, I do this all the time
For all it's worth, I on searchin' for my piece of mind
I'll on the grind, I do this all the time
For all it's worth, I on searchin' for my piece of mind

stay on the grind, I do this all the time
For all it's worth, I keep on searchin' for my of mind